Saturday, December 15, 2012

Merry Christmas

In the bleak midwinter, frosty wind made moan.
Earth stood hard as iron, water like a stone.
Snow had fallen softly, snow on snow
In the bleak midwinter, long ago.

What can I give him, poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd, I would bring a lamb.
If I were a Wise Man, I would do my part.
Yet, what I can, I give him... give my heart.
~Christina Rossetti

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